I just want happiness

Prologue(1)

'Future' is the word that soon will occur. Futures are unpredictable, neither we are able to know nor we are able to change it. Many things are happening all the times for example :

Some people became the richest billioner who were from a poor family before and some became one of the beggar lived roadside, they were once called gineus and were successfull people but unexpectedly an incidents occur which destroyed there life and they became like this.

They believe the reason for all this happened is because of their 'luck'. People die because they were Un luckiest people , and if they lived longer then they were luckiest. Lucky win unlucky lose. This type of belief were on peoples mind from the past.

Well some were there who doesn't believe it but they only were few and could not do anything about this problem which were eating peoples emotions inside. So they give up on eliminating this outrageous thought.

I am Kell 14 this years, although I may be child in age I am already at the last year of my high school and soon will graduate. I was called 'gineus nerd' in my high school because only thing I do was wake up, study, eat, go to school, come back home, study, eat, sleep and repeat.

Even in vacation I study whole day not going outside and play like how a child my age do. People though that I was abnormal child well that is not totally wrong but looking at myself I cannot refuse it. However, things were absolutely different. It wasn't that I don't want to rest all the time, play with my friends all day and feel the fresh air of the sea, I too want to. But... I could not do it, I need too study more and be independent, earn lot of money and..... help my only dad who always came drunk to pay his dept.

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The day I was born my mother died, my father who was the only family I had raised me alone. He worked diligently not leaving a single day. I could hear him crying all night in memories of my dead mother. I tryed to comfort him many times but I wasn't able to
clam him.

For few months I attempted to help him. When he felt my worry, he hid his dark side from me and started to pretend to be ecstatic and energetic. He told me it was because of me sleeping in his embrace all night that he regain his previous self, but I could still see the shadows left behind by the tears that had came from his eyes. I feel bad finding that I was helpless and couldnot do anything.

Only thing I am good at was studying, i am able to learn things faster than many child of my ages. Futhurmore, I was more mature than many of children my age. Being indifferent kid they avoided me Noone liked to talk or chat with me and every time I followed them they will push me aways leaving me alone in the ground. They will call me 'weirdo' scold me 'Don't follow us you moster!' i dont know why they I was treated like but....hearing that hurt my feelings a lot, those words hurt me a lot because of that I angry and fight with them but.... I-I wasn't able to do anything to them I was too weak from the day I was born my physical was too weak. Doctor had said that it was because of the genetics problem but how could I, Just 5 years kid could understand at that time.

So, I asked my father why I was too weak as I couldn't even land a single punch to them. At my serious question my dad just smile and told me not to worry as I am still growing. I could see worry in his smile eyes but I didn't continue to ask this question and started to study whole day and night, I made up my mind I will graduate from the top university in my country and I would get a job with a salary enough for me and my father to live without having feeling of any need. That was the day I started to be seriously about the future....

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I though that I will be able to live peacefully with my dad in the future but things got more worse as I grew up. My dad who was always working very hard for the company fired him, after knowing about it from neighbors who were gossiping around I was enraged. That night my father was cursing himself for being unluckiest, he was....crying I too could not hold my tears listening to his suffering.